"Why! Why does he manage to turn danger into good luck every time! No! Maybe his broken rank pill is not as good as the opponent! There is still hope!"

Ning Yan clenched his fist tightly, his nails sunk deep into his flesh.

Zhu Dazhuang was slightly taken aback, his face suddenly darkened, he looked at Ning Qi, and after a while, there was a trace of mockery on his face: "Then let me see what grade of Broken Grade Pill you can refine!"